The cattle are prowlin' the coyotes are howlin'
Way out where the dogies bawl
Where spurs are a-jinglin' a cowboy is singin'
This lonesome cattle call
Doo-Doo Doo-Doo Doo Doo
Doo-Doo Doo-Doo Doo Doo
He rides in the sun, till his day's work is done
And he rounds up the cattle each fall
Doo-Doo Doo-Doo Doo Doo
Singin' his cattle call
For hours he will ride on the range far and wide
When the night wind blows up a squall
His heart is a feather in all kinds of weather
He sings his cattle call
Doo-doo doo-doo Doo Doo
Doo-Doo Doo-Doo Doo Doo
He's brown as a berry from ridin' the prairie
And sings with an ol' western drawl
Doo-Doo Doo-Doo Doo Doo
Singin' his cattle call